I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

With Tokugawa's order, they can go to the prison in Suruga City to release people, but before leading the horse on the road, Kurokawa saw an onmyoji walking around in Tokugawa's camp. He had never seen this face before, but See the family crest embroidered on the right side of his shoulder.

This reminded Kurokawa of the only Fa conference he attended, and the Huakaiyuan family who proposed "the spirit of flowers and trees" at it.

"Why are they here?"

Kurokawa asked Tianhai.

This time, only Kurokawa and the others went back, and Tianhai stayed in Osaka Castle, helping Tokugawa to engage in diplomacy through his three-inch tongue.

Tianhai looked at the past, tried his best to think back, and told Heichuan that for some reason, Huakaiyuan's family was severely injured in Donghai.

Because Gomonin accompanied Toyotomi Hideyoshi to stop him, Hanakaiin worked for Tokugawa Ieyasu, who was slightly inferior, and was very popular with Tokugawa Ieyasu because of his unique longevity practice.

Is it the imperial gate courtyard and the flower blossom courtyard...

Kurokawa tried his best to recall that in modern times, except for the name of Abe Seimei, he paid little attention to this kind of onmyoji.

He grabbed the rein, said goodbye to Tianhai, and quickly left the Gyeonggi area.

Suruga Castle has been under the rule of Tokugawa Ieyasu for a long time, and because it is a military important place, it is heavily guarded.

Heichuan and his party rode to the gate of the prison with an urgent order, and not far away, Heichuan smelled blood.

He got off his horse and walked into the prison, still wearing the same black clothes and bamboo hats that belonged to monks. The warrior in charge of the jail led the way and led them to the deepest part of the prison.

"Did you see that?"

Heichuan looked up, and the samurai beside him were surprised: "What, master, what are you looking at?"

The beam above the head is entangled with a miasma like carrion, and the imps are like eggs that have broken their shells, with wet mucus coming out of it, hanging on the beam, those newborn imps laugh sharply and lick humans The sulci in his brain seemed to see Kurokawa's gaze. They raised their backs and climbed on the roof with all fours, showing him a very provocative and threatening smile.

As the group went deeper, even though the samurai around him couldn't see it, Kurokawa could detect the increasingly cramped smell of rust, with a hook, scratching at the bottom of the heart.

"Almost there, Master."

The samurai who led the way ordered in a low voice, and then they stepped into the deepest part of the prison, and a whip sounded like a strong wind, accompanied by unbearable insults.

The samurai who led the way moved his ears, knowing that they were here to let them go, so he walked two steps forward quickly, and Kurokawa entered the last prison one step ahead.

When Kurokawa opened the door and went in, he saw a samurai holding a key to undo the heavy instruments of torture on the prisoner's wrists and ankles. There were four or five other people standing beside him. They should not be samurai. This kind of "dirty" work is very taboo, and I always like to ask others to do it on my behalf. Up to now, some dirty work is handled by some special people.

Things happened very quickly. As the torture instrument fell to the ground, the heavy iron block rang loudly, and an extremely fast light white wind blew in the cell, and then a figure stood beside the executor holding a whip. Wearing tattered clothes, but for some reason, it makes people feel afraid.

The figure stretched out his hands, hugged the executioner's head, twisted his hands casually, pulled the head off, and then threw it in front of them as if on purpose.His head gurgled and rolled around twice before stopping.

The executioner with the whip didn't respond, and his headless body fell to the ground. The people standing around suddenly shouted, and those who drew their knives fled, and the words "stop" and "don't move" were endless.

"You guys."

The pale white figure turned around, raised his fingers, and discussed with a smile: "Kill one more—let me kill another one, and I'll let you go, otherwise, none of you will be left."

"How about it, is it a deal?"

He seemed to be strolling in a courtyard, walking up and down in a narrow cell, his outstretched arms were like a wheel of fate, pointing at random in the crowd to decide who would be the next unlucky guy.

As his arm turned back and forth, the crowd in the direction he pointed kept retreating.The warriors really wanted to repel this man, but they knew they couldn't do it with their own strength. The last time it was done on the battlefield, it took countless manpower and sacrifices to do it.

"Just now - we have discussed that as long as you are willing to serve the Lord, we will release you. Why, do you want to go back on your word now? You can ignore our lives, but if you dare to disobey the order of the Lord, The world is huge, but there is no place to hide."

Facing what the samurai said, the man tilted his head and smiled: "Oh, this, of course I don't want to disobey, but even if I kill you trash, your adults won't blame me."

"Ok?"

"In comparison, am I not more merciful than your adults?"

"He doesn't care about your lives, but I do. I only kill one person, and the rest will survive. Should I choose, or should you choose one?"

"Choose an unpopular person and let me kill him."

"And then you leave."

As soon as he clapped his hands, he was very happy, "How about it, isn't it very good."

"This……"

This cell is too narrow.

So that everyone's eyes turned around, and they could see the expressions on each other's faces. No one expected to face such a predicament, but everyone wanted to survive.

As the man's arm turned, they kept retreating. Heichuan stayed at the end of the crowd because he was the last one to come in. However, as the crowd dispersed, his black monk's robe was clearly exposed.

The man's arm stopped, and he frowned. After he was put down from the torture tool, it was rare to see such a disgusted expression on him: "It's a monk."

He said.

"I hate monks the most."

It seemed that there was no need for everyone to choose, and that person strode over.

Hey?

Want to choose him?

Heichuan did not expect that the two of them would be so destined. The first meeting after a long absence would be to "kill" and "be killed". However, when the child left, he seemed to want to kill him... After many years, the child finally Dream come true.

What's more, he felt that his ancestor's puberty seemed a little long...

The man came over, and Kurokawa took off the bamboo hat without him reaching out, and smiled a little awkwardly, "Hi..."

...he really is.

...I'm not very used to this kind of reunion scene.

The man stood still, expressionless, stretched out his face and looked straight at him, and then showed a smile that Kurokawa couldn't describe, it was a wicked smile that seemed to have accumulated countless malice, and would come to kill him tomorrow.

"It is you."

He said.

"What's the matter, are you coming to take me home again?"

He smiled, then knelt down, held Kurokawa's palm and put it on his head, "Of course, I'm very obedient, am I not?"

weird...

Heichuan felt indistinguishable eyes from all directions, he smiled awkwardly, and put his hands on the man's shoulders like an old father: "Ha, haha, this man has a destiny with Buddha, he just... suddenly, received Got some kind of insight..."

"Yes."

The man stood up and said to the crowd as if nothing had happened: "I have a predestined relationship with Buddha, does anyone want to enter the Buddhist gate with me?"

"It's not bad to be a fellow apprentice brother."

Although he was still smiling, it seemed like he was about to break the killing ring in the next second.